At the same time, Pei Zhan was sitting in the president's office on the eighty-eighth floor, through the camera monitor at the top of the special elevator, Lin Shiyu's image had already been projected on the white screen on the wall of his office, and the system had been automatically asking him whether to open the elevator and let Lin Shiyu, who had entered the wrong password, come up.

"Third brother, the phone has rang for the 109th time, and you still can't answer it?" Gucci held Pei Zhan's mobile phone and screamed gloatingly.

Luo Shiqi couldn't bear to answer, "Third brother, the heat is almost over, you can take it." At this time, the phone on the desktop also rang, Pei Zhan pressed the intercom, and the voice of the assistant secretary came from the loudspeaker, "Mr. Pei, Secretary Lin said that she has 100,000 urgent matters and is on the front line." ”

Pei Zhan's eyes suddenly flashed with crystal light, but the next moment it was as dark as a ghost, he slowly curled his lips, his expression was extremely elusive, and he said, "Today, all her calls say that I am not there." With that, he cut off the call.

Luo Shiqi and Ye Shengyan looked at each other in astonishment, and the latter couldn't help but say, "Third brother, it seems that this girl's sharpness has been almost ground by you, and she should be able to succeed soon." ”

Pei Zhan turned the leather chair to face the glass curtain wall, with his back to the three people opposite the desk, and through the high and thick back of the chair, a voice that was so steady that without a trace of emotion came from the air, "Without a cold bone, the plum blossoms are fragrant!" ”

The listeners looked at each other.

Pei Zhan got up, took two steps forward and stood in front of the transparent glass curtain wall, looking at the tiny box-like car river outside the window moving slowly, looking at it condescendingly, as if he was in the clouds, with a bird's-eye view of the world.

"Archie." With his hands around his chest, he called.

"What?" Rocky walked up to him.

"What would you do if someone asked you to trade you for love?"

Luo Shiqi was stunned.

"Will you choose to resist death, or give up for love?"

Luo Shiqi was confused, "What do you want to say?" "Strange, the third brother's speech seems to contain some kind of wit.

Pei Zhan withdrew his gaze from the distant window and turned his head to look at the people inside, "It's nothing, everyone has something to do soon, are you very idle?" ”

Luo Shiqi and Ye Shengyan were both stunned, why did this person suddenly become literary and artistic?

"Third brother." Gucci suddenly laughed and exclaimed, "Haha, that stupid girl sent a text message and left." ”

Pei Zhan didn't answer, his dark eyes cast on the monitoring screen, and there was no one at the door of the special elevator on the second floor of the basement.

After leaving the high reputation, Lin Shiyu immediately booked a ticket from Jiangnan to Beijing and went to Qiao's house for a special trip.

Without any suspense, she pounced. The little hope left in my heart was also shattered.

She didn't know how to tell Old Man Qiao, because she had just learned that Qiao's company was also in trouble. But one billion, if she wants to take it out at once, it is simply a fantasy. As for calling the police, she never thought about it, calling the police is equivalent to taking risks, she understands this.

After seeing Old Man Qiao, she didn't mention the blackmail text message, so she hurried back to Jiangnan on a flight at twelve o'clock.

Running back and forth on an empty stomach, when he returned to the apartment, it was half past four in the morning, and Lin Shiyu had a stomachache that he didn't even have the strength to open the door. Leaning against the door, she breathed for a long time before she held her stomach with one hand, took out the key with the other, and opened the door—the whole living room was empty, not even a sound, and a large amount of moonlight shone in through the floor-to-ceiling window near the garden, and fell on the dark wooden floor, outlining dappled light and shadow of different lengths, and if it weren't for the figure sitting on the sofa smoking with his back to the doorway, she would almost have thought that what she saw in front of her was an oil painting of silent thoughts.